HTSAPM Chapter 2
Jamie walked into Admiral Marcus' office, signed contract in hand. She had wavered back and forth all week, but finally her war weary soul overrode her fear of being a trophy bride. Despite Khan's ferocious and well earned reputation on the battlefield, she had a feeling he wanted this conflict to end as much as she did. The whole mess had started because he was trying to protect his family. And there was a clause that negated the whole thing if he harmed her.
As she walked in, Marcus beamed pompously at her. "Well, well, here you are, Captain. Glad you decided to be part of this historic event. Peace at last."
She forced herself not to roll her eyes. "And perfect timing, too. Khan, here, has also agreed to the terms."
He motioned to a tall, dark haired man who rose from his seat to greet her. "Captain Kirk, this is Khan Noonien Singh, the augment commander and your future husband."
Jamie squirmed and blushed, dropping her gaze to the floor. This was getting more awkward by the second. And why did he look so familiar?
She heard a deep chuckle and a hand was held out to her. "So we meet again, Captain," said the deep rumbly voice that she vaguely remembered from somewhere. Jamie took the hand and shook it, finally daring to look up.
She was looking at a long, rather thin face, with razor sharp cheekbones and greenish blue eyes that were twinkling with amusement at her. Remembrance came back to her with a shock. Battle. Klingon attack. Abduction. Fighting for her life. Klingons going down, but replaced by more and more. Pain. Bleeding. Tied up and kicked viciously. Evil leering faces. A hooded figure bursting out of nowhere. Klingons shrieking and dying, A calm voice saying "I won't hurt you" as her ropes were cut. A glimpse of blue eyes. Passing out and waking up back on the Enterprise.
"So we do, Mr. Singh," she managed to get out.
Marcus eyed both of them curiously. "You've met before?"
"Briefly." Replied Khan, still focused on Jamie, "under less than ideal circumstances".
"Of course," chuckled the Admiral, looking rather pleased with himself. "Hope you can get more happily acquainted, then."
Jamie turned pink again. "Sir, when is the...um...wedding?" She asked quickly, hurriedly putting her PADD on the desk.
"Next month. May 21st to be exact", informed the admiral. Jamie gulped and looked at Khan.
"Can you be ready for that?" She inquired.
"I believe so." He replied. "The question is, can you?"
That question rang in Jamie's ears as she left headquarters. She had one month. Would she ever really be ready?